The boy looked at Ray beseechingly, shifted uneasily from foot to foot, and finally, unable to withstand Ray’s fixed gaze, he snuffled violently.
“I ain’t dun nuffin,” he mumbled.
“That remains to be seen,” said Ray, with a half smile, as he took the boy by the ear. “Now, Ridley, listen to me. Do you remember that very rainy Wednesday of last week?”
“Yes, sah.”
“Do you remember getting the mail that morning?”
“Yes, sah.”
“Do you remember any letters for me that morning?”
“No, sah.”
“No letters for me?”